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MaKe WaY

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THE PRINCE

11″ x 15″ Pen & Marker on Watercolor Paper

 

Now I see his face. I’ve seen him smile. Such in a lonely place. No golden mile, his eyes tell morbid tales of his black heart. His deeds through ages past tell of his part.
See his face, see his smile Time to die
An angel from below change my dreams. I want for glory’s hour, for wealth’s esteem. I wish to sell my soul. To be reborn. I wish for earthly riches, don’t want no crown of thorns.
See his face, see his smile Time to die
I was born a fool. Don’t want to stay that way. Devil take my soul with diamonds you repay. I don’t care for Heaven. Don’t you look for me to cry and I will burn in Hell from the day I die.
See his face, see his smile Time to die  ~Metallica

PieCeS oF WHaT

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11 VERTICALS

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

When the world has turned     Paralyzed and wrong     Cold-blooded claws never offer     Anything at all     Past the point of love     Shattered and untied     Waiting to pick up the pieces     That make it out alright     But pieces of what?    Pieces of what     Pieces of what doesn’t matter anymore     Moonlight on my floor     Shining through the roof     They got the city surrounded     As if I needed proof I forgot my fear…  Feel it’s on the rise…  Buried by all of the pieces…  Falling from the sky      But pieces of what?    Pieces of what     Pieces of what doesn’t matter anymore     ~MGMT

My SWeeT SiSTiNe

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ON the CEILING

36″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Board

Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni had his vision of what to paint on the ceiling and Michael Justino Michaud would have gone a slightly different route.  I would have started out in the middle and worked my way out, like this.  Here is the beginning and center of my chapel.  I’m sure Michelangelo and I could have worked out something if we could have collaborated on this.

i MaKe STuFF

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JUST AN ARTIST

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

I am not the best artist of this generation.  I am not the worst artist of this generation.  I am just an artist that is part of this generation.  I am just an artist that makes what he feels at that point in time.  I am not the one who will be the judge of my work.  People will say they like my work.  People will say they hate my work.  Either way it doesn’t matter in the end.  What will matter is that I did something true to my heart & soul.  What will matter is that I did something that made me happy.  What will matter is that I tried, I gave my mind & time to something I love.  I gave my heart & soul, my mind & time, my love… I was here & I did something with my life…  ~mijumi

PLuGGeD iN

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UNIVERSAL CONNECTION  (SOLD)

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

Do you think we’re the only ones out here?  Is there life out in this universe other than on Earth?  Are the Mayans right?  Who will save us?  Is there a parallel universe where anything you dream can happen?  Would you want to go there?  If you could meet the you from another planet would you want to?  What if you didn’t like the you you met?  Do you think heaven is real?  Is it out there in the space?  Do you think we get to come back?  Would you do it over the same way?  Do you like the you that you have become?

GoNe

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INNOCENCE LOST

7″ x 15″ Mixed Media Sculpture

 

Art is the fatal net which catches these strange moments on the wing like mysterious butterflies, fleeing the innocence and distraction of common men. ~Giorgio de Chirico
All things truly wicked start from innocence. ~Ernest Hemingway

MaRLeY MoNDaY

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WORDS FROM THE PROPHET

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Canvas

If me want, me no really crave. Can’t want. Because where me grow, me know everything you could want. Stones was my toys and trees and bush and flowers. They were my toys. So I don’t grow up and want things. Is millions of stones used to be around me, and me used to go play amongst the flowers and them, and play as a little youth; and so me grow up loving the hills more than the things of want. Because want is just the things you want that people make; so I really want nothing.  ~Bob Marley

LeGeND HaS iT

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O GALO de BARCELOS  (SOLD)

24″ x 48″  Mixed Media on Wood

 

 

Barcelos is a town in Portugal. The town’s famous symbol is a rooster, in Portuguese called o galo de Barcelos (“the Rooster of Barcelos“). There is a legend associated with this rooster. One of the many versions of this legend goes that a rich man threw a big party. When the party was over, the rich man noticed that his sterling cutlery was stolen by a guest. He accused a pilgrim and let him go to court. He protested his innocence, but the judge didn’t believe him. The judge was about to eat a roasted rooster when the pilgrim said: “If I am innocent, this rooster will crow three times.” When the pilgrim was about to be lynched, the rooster crowed. The judge released the pilgrim. The story ends a few years later when the pilgrim returned and made a statue of the event. Now the rooster can be found in just about every home where you’ll find a Portuguese person.

So SPeCiaL

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BLUE LIGHT SPECIAL

24″ x 36″ Aerosol on Paper

 

Forty day tear. Got road-wear. No-doz braking. Breaking, breaker. Caffeine shakes. Can’t feel my legs. Three quarters dead. Motel ahead. Just give me a table and a single shed. Just give me cable and a single bed. Have a ray gun. Sleep tight son. Desk man’s got a face, like Norman  Bates. Don’t let it outta the box!. Yeah the blue light is good. Yeah the blue light is great. Gotta pile it on, your Blue Light Special plate. If you shovel it in, they can vacuum you out. Gonna take you on a junket. That you never dreamed  about.  ~Bottle Rocket

QueSTioNS

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ONE QUESTION LEFT

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

What if I…?  How could she…?  Maybe I should have…?  Why don’t we…?  Don’t fret.  Don’t let… all of these questions that get.  Stuck in your head for days and days.  Eat away at your mind in so many different ways.  How can your thoughts become your own worst enemy?  Where do we go when it’s all over?  How do I get back to the sea?  How will this all turn out?  Who am I supposed to be?  All of these questions keep comin’ back around.  All of these questions can bring me to the ground.  Why?

THe DoCToR iS iN

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DR.TEETH

24″ x 36″ Vinyl on PVC

 

 

Dr. Teeth is the keyboard player and gravelly-voiced leader of the band Dr. Teeth and The Electric Mayhem.  He is a muppet.  If you have to ask what a muppet is… then we can’t be friends.  If you don’t know, now ya know…  http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dr-Teeth-The-Electric-Mayhem/46505769651

THIS PIECE HAS BEEN DONATED TO:  http://www.walknowforautismspeaks.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=1013287&supid=267998474

aND We DaNCeD

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TINY DANCER

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

I am not, I am not going to stand on the wall.  I will dance, I will dance, I will break that a** off.  And I see you in the corner, corner looking so small.  Doing the robot like if I die tonight at least I went hard.  I will not, I will not give a damn who watches me.  I will live, I will live liberate the fox in me.  I will be the disco-ball, freak and give my all.  And we danced, and we cried.  And we laughed and had a really, really, really good time.  Take my hand, let’s have a blast.  And remember this moment for the rest of our lives.  ~ Macklemore

 

oNe HeaRT

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ONE LOVE  (SOLD)

16″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Canvas

Thanks again to everyone for being a part of this project.  I appreciate all the love and good vibes that have come along since it started.  Here is the first piece for the start of another fast six months to come.  One love, one heart… Let’s get together and feel all right… Enjoy!

183 DaYS oF aRT

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HALFWAY THERE HALFWAY TO GO

I am humbled.  No fancy show, no high praise, no galleries calling.  I am humbled.  A few nice events, few great articles, 183 pieces of art.  I am humbled.  I knew going into this that it would be a challenge.  I knew it would eat up most of my free time.  I knew it would be worth it.  I didn’t realize how worth it it would be.  This first 6 months have been some of the most rewarding in life.  I have met new people, received great response and been more creative than I could ever imagine.  I have been given donations by the cart-full, for which I am very thankful.  I have sent a piece across the country to a fan (who won it by naming it) and it now hangs in his living room.  I have read numerous emails inquiring about pricing, lessons and commissions.  I… I… I… this project has started to become less about me as it has gone on.  It has become the start of people’s days.  It has become something to look forward to.  Something to share.  Something to invest in.  Something to be thankful for.

Thank you to my beautiful wife, Nicole, for supporting me during this adventure.  You are my backbone and without you none of this would be possible.  To my cousin Liz who has been there from day one on the site and FB page, has donated materials and who has been patient in waiting for a promised painting that I have yet to make (I didn’t forget).  To K-Lee who has shared this with so many friends and been there to give the not so obvious comments.  To Mark Bodley for pumping up my ego with his four page texts and hour long phone conversations that are filled with ideas and dreams.  To the Enfield Square for letting me use the center of the mall to put on a one day show for people to see and for donating a boatload of paint to the project.  To my work peeps for letting me “steal” materials and helping with the site.  To everyone on FB who were my PR team, hit the LIKE button, hit the SHARE button and that have kept coming back to see more.  To my parents for putting in the time way back in the day to create me, I love you both.  To my unborn child, you are the inspiration that will carry me to see this project to the end.  You are now a part of this and you don’t even know it.  You are a masterpiece in the works and will be more than this project will ever be.  I thought this project and my work would be my legacy left to this planet, but you will be the best creation I will ever be a part of, will ever see and will ever love.

Well,  I’ve got some work left to do…

HeRe We Go Yo

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FLOWER FLOW

7″ x 16″ Mixed Media on Wood

Flower Flow yo, Flower Flow yo.  So what so what so what’s the scenario.  Flower Flow yo, Flower Flow yo.  So what so what so what’s the scenario.  Aiyyo, mijumi knows this (what?) and mijumi knows that (what?).  mijumi don’t know jack, cause mijumi can’t rap.  Well whaddya know?  The Flower is first up to bat.  No batteries included and no strings attached.  Flow holds barred, no time for move fakin’. Gots to get the loot so I can make some more paintin’.  Others front, they say the Flower can’t Flow.  But mijumi’s been known to do the impossible like Tim Tebow so…  ~ mijumi version of Tribe Called Quest